You will not erase me. I received my human right to exist. The binary is a myth. My Intersex Awareness Day Haiku: By Mx. Anunnaki Ray Marquez October 26th, 2018 'Erasure of an entire group': intersex people fear Trump anti-trans memo Their lives would be at odds with the scientifically erroneous definitions of sex… Continue reading IAD 2018 Poem: You will not Erase Me!
Category: Anunnaki Ray’s Photographic Stories
Intersex Day of Remembrance and Solidarity 2017
Intersex Day of Remembrance, also known as Intersex Solidarity Day, is an international awareness day that aims to draw attention to the issues faced by members of the intersex community. It is observed on November 8, marking the birth anniversary of Herculine Barbin. Herculine was a hermaphrodite who wrote a memoir about their life and… Continue reading Intersex Day of Remembrance and Solidarity 2017
Joey’s Gift: Self-Determination
Joey is an amazing spirit, child, and has pure innocence. At nine years old she is very clear about her gender identity and embraces their feminine side, and yet still has a great passion for sports and aspirations to become a football player! May this world awaken gently to allow such amazing children… Continue reading Joey’s Gift: Self-Determination
Pirate Antonio Phoenix was born INTERSEX!
We Are Real Mx. Anunnaki Ray is Pirate Antonio Phoenix, and the world can now finally get over it, learn to accept me 100%, and can hopefully even learn to smile about it with me. XX Men exist and XX Women Exist. Intersex and Transgender People Prove this truth all the time. Intersex people are… Continue reading Pirate Antonio Phoenix was born INTERSEX!
Poem: Too filled with sorrow to cry anymore
Too filled with sorrow to even cry anymore This world took away who I am. It took away my purpose. I told you I was a boy, but what would I know? You said I was too young to know. >:< This world took away who I am. I lived broken. It upset… Continue reading Poem: Too filled with sorrow to cry anymore
An Intersex Poem of Freedom: I Will Sing My Song
For Warmth I hold my face between my hands no I am not crying I hold my face between my hands to keep my loneliness warm two hands protecting two hands nourishing two hands to prevent my soul from leaving me in anger By Thich Nhat Hanh My sorrow and empathy consume me when… Continue reading An Intersex Poem of Freedom: I Will Sing My Song